Chapter 105: The Monster's Residence

On the second day, the enlightened Taoist was worried that the magic weapon was missing, and he came to the Vermilion Bird Hall just after dawn, but saw that the hall was a mess, and four or five corpses were lying on the ground, and he was shocked, but he saw that the refining furnace was overturned, and the magic weapon inside was taken away, and he was so angry that he beat his chest.

Xingchen knelt on one knee, knelt on the ground, and bowed: "Uncle Wuye, I blame my nephew for being negligent last night, so that the monster used a burst of fog to confuse everyone, and the monster robbed the magic weapon alone, and drove away in the clouds, I will go to bring the monster now, if you can't catch the monster, please ask Uncle Shi to punish you!"

"Wait!" Before Xingchen left the temple, he was drunk by the enlightened Taoist.

Xingchen froze and listened to the enlightened Taoist ask, "Do you recognize the appearance of that monster, do you know the monster's residence?"

Xingchen shook his head blankly, stunned for a moment, and returned to the Vermilion Bird Palace.

Wuye Daoist fixed his expression and said: "Since you don't know the appearance and residence of that monster, where do you go to find him? Since that monster came by driving the fog and driving away the clouds, he must have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and the magic power that mortals are invincible, he can easily take away the magic weapon, and he must be a habitual thief who comes prepared, if you want to capture him, you have to think of a way!"

Xingchen hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Uncle Shi, do you have any good ideas?"

The Wuye Daoist pondered for a while and said: "The flying locust Taoist has a snow mirror in his hand, and the mirror can know the past and the future, and the monster who stole the magic weapon last night, as long as he uses the mirror, he can know where the monster lives and what it is, but ah......"

Wuye Daoist paused for a moment, sighed and said: "This humanoid magic weapon is the stuff of the Flying Locust Daoist, if he knows that this magic weapon has been stolen, will he blame us for not doing things well, if we borrow the snow mirror from him, but it is really difficult to speak!"

Xingchen waved his hand and said, "Uncle Lao doesn't have to worry about these things, my nephew and nephew, I'm going to go to the Flying Locust Daoist, borrow a mirror, and see what kind of monster stole the magic weapon!"

The Wuye Taoist shouted in the hall to wake up the dust, and the awakening dust did not look back, the Wuye Taoist shook his head, and the awakening dust went to take care of himself.

However, Xingchen was not prepared for this journey, and when he reached the road, he found that the spiritual power of the flying sword was not enough, so he lowered the flying sword and walked alone. This walking speed is not bad if it can be one-tenth of the flying sword, not to mention that you have to climb mountains and wade through rivers on the way, how can you come and go as freely as a flying sword.

At this time, it is noon, the mountain road is steep, the sun is in full bloom, the awakening dust is complaining that the mountain road is difficult to walk, when the weather is too hot, suddenly the sky is full of dark clouds, the torrential rain suddenly comes, the thunder is deafening, and the heavy rain is pouring down.

This road is full of old trees in the mountains and forests, although the leaves are dense, but they can't cover the rain, after the rainstorm stops, the whole body of the awakening dust has been soaked by the rain.

Xingchen came out of the forest, found that there were stone steps up the mountain in front of him, Xingchen was happy in his heart, he could have such a neat stone step, thinking that there must be a big family living on the mountain, if he borrowed a clean shirt from that person and gave a meal, that person would not refuse, thinking of this, Xingchen walked up the mountain along the stone steps.

Walk to the top of the mountain, wake up and see, where is there a house, just a Taoist temple in front of you, this Taoist temple is not wide, but it can also accommodate hundreds of people, this temple can not see the years, the vermilion lacquer on the door, the carving on the window pillar, but it is still very distinct.

But this Taoist temple is also very different from a Taoist temple, there is no archway under the mountain, and there is not a plaque hanging on the main gate, who knows what kind of place this is? Although this mountain is high, but it is not dangerous, there are clouds and mist surrounding the mountain, but there is no aura rising, I don't know who wants to come here to cultivate the Taoist temple, must be a mean Taoist who does not understand feng shui.

But Xingchen felt that since he came to this place, he still had to go in and have a look, thinking of this, he knocked on the door of the view, although the door was closed, but there was no bolt, Xingchen saw that no one answered, so he pushed open the door and walked straight in.

Xingchen heard the sound of chopping wood from the courtyard inside, the sound was very crisp, and it would never ring twice in a row, and the person who chopped wood must have split a piece of wood with an axe.

When Xingchen walked into the courtyard, the man chopping wood stood up, Xingchen saw this person, with a bald head, no ring scar on his head, thinking that he was also a plain monk who had never been ordained, he was similar in age to Xingchen, but he was very thin, and there was a birthmark the size of a thumb on his face.

It is very strange that there is no one in this Taoist temple, and what is even more strange is that there is a plain monk living in the Taoist temple. The plain-clothed monk was very polite, he saw the awakening dust coming, gave a salute from afar, and made an Amitabha Buddha said: "Where does the donor come from and where is he going?"

Xingchen replied with a salute and said: "I'm not a Taoist priest from Youfang, I just passed by here, and the rainstorm just now made my whole body wet, so I wanted to borrow a shirt here." ”

The plain-clothed monk said: "I have a few monk's robes for the plain-clothed monk, I don't know if the donor is willing to wear them?"

Xingchen nodded hurriedly and said: "It's okay to wear the monk's clothes, as long as you can wear them, it's convenient for you!"

The plain-clothed monk then went to the house, took two clothes for Xingchen to change, Xingchen shook the corners of the clothes, but the monk's clothes also fit, Xingchen looked at the house in the courtyard and said: "This Taoist temple is very elegant, presumably the master of the temple must be a pure cultivator." ”

The plain-clothed monk said with a smile: "This was originally a rich family, but because there are often demons and evil here, this family is restless day and night, so I listened to the persuasion of a priest to change this house into the appearance of a Taoist temple." But then the demon still came, forcing the family to move away. ”

"I see!" Xingchen looked at the courtyard again, the ground of this courtyard was very dry, but there was no sign of rain.

Xingchen asked puzzledly, "I was hit by a rainstorm at the bottom of the mountain, why is it not wet here at all?"

The plain-clothed monk smiled and said: "There is a well behind my courtyard, called the spring spirit well, every time it rains on the top of the mountain, the rain falls in the well, but there is no drop of water outside." ”

"I woke up the dust, but I still haven't been able to ask the little master's name?"

The plain-clothed monk folded his hands and sighed: "My Dharma name is in Yuanjue, and I used to be a monk of the Great Compassion Temple not far from here, but I was at odds with the monks in that temple, and I came here to cultivate." Actually, I didn't want to come myself, but I was expelled from my master. With that, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

Xingchen didn't believe his words, but just asked: "That Buddhist person, pay attention to compassion, purify all sentient beings, if you cultivate in the temple with peace of mind, your master will never expel you from the master's door, what must you have done to be sorry for the master?"

Monk Yuanjue said: "I'm sorry for the master's business, I have done two things, one is to get along with a girl in the village, I went out of the temple at night and was bumped into by my master, and the other is that I went to the street to buy some wine and meat to eat and was discovered by the master, but these two things are not the reason why the master expelled me from the master's door, my master did not allow me, because I got a powerful magic weapon." ”

After that, the monk Yuanjue took out a short stick more than three feet long, and Xingchen saw that this short stick was made of dark iron, one was black, and the other was white, which looked very weird, and Xingchen asked, "What is the use of this stick?"

Monk Yuanjue grinned and said: "This stick is called unrighteous and evil, the black end is evil, it is the evil end, it specializes in the right way of the famous family, and the white end is the right end, it is the right end, it is dedicated to fighting evil demons and monsters, it is very magical, and my master can't see my unrighteous and evil stick, so he expelled me from the master's door!"

Xingchen asked, "Where did you get this stick from? stolen, robbed, or robbed?"

Monk Yuanjue originally wanted to tell a detail, but after thinking about it, he thought that he was not very familiar with Xingchen, but he couldn't reveal all the secrets in his heart to Xingchen.

At night, the Yuanjue monk and Xingchen did a few wine and food, eating and chatting at the table, Xingchen saw that the Yuanjue monk drank wine in interest, so he persuaded a few more glasses, as the saying goes, spit out the truth after drinking, this Yuanjue monk was drunk, so he shook his head, Xingchen asked what, he did not evade, and answered directly.

"Brother Yuanjue, where did your unrighteous stick come from?" asked Xingchen.

The Yuanjue monk pointed and said, "Yes...... Monster...... The ...... given".

As he spoke, he drank another glass of wine, waved his hand and said, "No, it wasn't given by the monster...... , is to exchange ...... with youkai ...... in exchange"

"What treasure did you get in exchange for that monster?" Xingchen hurriedly poured wine for the Yuanjue monk, and then asked.

"This ...... This, I have to think about it!" As he spoke, he burped, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head and said, "By the way, I remembered, I used the Great Compassion Zen Staff and the Golden Silk Hundred Knot Robe of the Great Compassion Temple!"

Xingchen was shocked when he heard this, when he was in the Great Compassion Temple, he also heard Master Calamus say that the Great Compassion Zen Staff and the Golden Silk Hundred Knot Robe were stolen by monsters, but Master Calamus said that it was stolen by the Thousand Demon Chief, could it be that this Yuanjue Monk was the mastermind of the theft in collusion with the Thousand Demon Chief? Don't be busy, wait for me to ask again.

Xingchen then asked again: "Brother Yuanjue, did you lose money by exchanging two magic weapons for one magic weapon?"

Monk Yuanjue smiled: "This unrighteous and evil stick is divided into yin and yang, what is the loss, you won't use it, it's amazing!"

Xingchen wanted to ask him a few more words while he was drunk to understand the details, so he asked: "What does the monster who exchanged magic weapons with you look like, and is it very familiar with you?

Monk Yuanjue drank and said in a daze: "That monster is a fancy monster who loves to dress up, his appearance is often changing, today is a look, Ming'er is another look, although he doesn't come here often now, but he has to go to the spring spirit well behind us every few days to get well water, he said that he wants to refine something, I don't know this very well!"

Xingchen wanted to ask again, but he didn't expect that the monk had drunk too much and fell asleep on the table.

The next day, Xingchen got up very early to help the monk Yuanjue, but he wanted to stay in this temple for a few more days, waiting for the fancy monster to come and get water from the spring spirit well